Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

3. I’m Getting Married with Him!

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“What?” Your cousin is getting married!”

“Quiet down.” Wei Yuan pressed jumpy Yan Chuyang onto his seat and whispered, “This is the library. Are you asking for a beating?”

Yan Chuyang seemed to have lost his soul. His fell to his chair with a vacant look, murmuring,”How can it be so soon? He… he is still so young.”

“Young?” Wei Yuan closed the book in his hand and said, “My cousin is almost 26 years old. If he hadn’t been hurt by that bitch Shen Shimin a few years ago, he might have got married long ago.”

“Then, what should I do?” Yan Chuyang was paralyzed on the chair, his face being so pale, as if he had suffered a lot.

“Hey, don’t be like this.” Wei Yuan couldn’t help patting Yan Chuyang’s shoulder. “There are plenty more fish in the sea. Why just love my cousin? I’ll find you a more handsome date.”

“Impossible.” Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes feebly. “I only like him. If he gets married, I will find no meaning to live on.”

Wei Yuan felt a chill down his spine when he heard this. He frowned and said, “What is this?” Are you going to die if he gets married? ”

“No.” Yan Chuyang shook his head. “Even if I will die, I will attract his attention. So, I want to kill someone first.” Yan Chuyang raised his eyes and stared at Wei Yuan, “Kill someone who is by my side first, better his family.”

Wei Yuan shivered and subconsciously shrunk backwards. He raised his hand to protect his chest and said, “You motherf**ker, you being lovelorn, why are you trying to scare me?”

With a bang, Yan Chuyang knocked his head on the icy cold table and said agrievedly, “Wei Yuan, I’m going to die. What should I do? What should I do?”

Wei Yuan sighed, “It seems you really like my cousin.”

Yan Chuyang was gay and adored his elder cousin Wei Qing.

This was a secret that Wei Yuan had known when he was at the middle school.

Yan Chuyang and Wei Yuan had grown up together. They lived very close to each other. When Yan Chuyang was five years old, his father died and his mother remarried. He grew up with his grandmother. His grandmother had passed away a few years ago, and only Yan Chuyang was left.

Wei Yuan had never understood why Yan Chuyang had fallen in love with his cousin with a poker face all the time.

In short, when he was fourteen years old, Yan Chuyang pointed at his family photo and said, “Is this one wearing a shirt your elder cousin?”

Wei Yuan glanced at him and nodded, “Yes, it’s my uncle’s son.”

Yan Chuyang nodded and said calmly, “What a coincidence! I didn’t expect the one I have a crush on is your cousin.”

Wei Yuan didn’t feel surprised. He just gave a simple respond to show that he got it.

According to his mother, aside from girls, most men in her mother’s family were gays. He was used to the fact that there were so many gay relatives around him.

From that day on, Wei Yuan became the messenger of Yan Chuyang, delivering Wei Qing’s private information in secret.

Everything about Wei Qing would be delivered to Yan Chuyang through Wei Yuan.

“All right!” On the eighteenth time Yan Chuyang knocked his head on the table, Wei Yuan finally couldn’t stand it anymore. He raised his voice and said, “Let me tell you the truth. I was scaring you just now. You don’t stand no chance anymore; instead… your change is coming.”

Yan Chuyang snorted dejectedly and said in a hoarse voice, “He’s getting married. How can I still have a chance?”

“My cousin is faking a marriage.” Wei Yuan said slowly, “He is in a hurry to find a marriage partner. In addition, he entrusted me with the task of finding someone.”

It was silent for a few seconds.

The man leaning over the table jumped up suddenly, “Me! Me! I will marry him!

“Damn!” Wei Yuan stood up and pressed him down. He looked at the strange gazes around the library, nodded apologetically and sat down. Then he whispered to Yan Chuyang, “You are a college student at least. Do you have any manners?”

“Me, me.” Yan Chuyang grabbed Wei Yuan’s arm and said in a low voice, “I am the most suitable. I have dreamed of getting married to him countless times. I am absolutely qualified!”

Wei Yuan twitched his brow and said with disgust, “You should be a little reserved.”

Yan Chuyang said endlessly, “Wei Yuan, me, me. I will marry him!”

Wei Yuan said, “It’s not just saying. My cousin said there would be an interview.”

“Me, me, I will marry him.”

“There’ll be an interview.”

“Me, me, I will marry him..”

Wei Yuan, “…”

By the window of the European style Restaurant, a tall man in a black suit was leaning against the back of a chair with his back straight, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the table.

It seemed that he was waiting for someone. Every minute, the man raised his sleeve and looked at the dazzling platen watch. His brow was furrowed deeply.

In spite of his impatience, he still gave off charm and noble aura.

“Hey?” Wei Yuan?”

“Cousin, why are you calling?”

Wei Qing looked outside the window and said coldly, “When is the person you introduced coming? I’ve been waiting for him for ten minutes and thirty-seven seconds. ”

“Cousin, don’t worry. He got out early in the morning. He might be stuck on the road.”

“Can you be more reliable?”

“This one is reliable!”

Wei Qing said discontentedly, “You also said that a few days ago, but what cockroaches you have brought to me? One came up with his pinky up and was so sissy. Another one wore silk socks, wanting to eat me alive! Even if it is a fake marriage, you can’t make me feel disgusted! ”

“Cousin, my fault.” Wei Yuan explained, “Those guys are all accidents. You will definitely be satisfied with this one today.”

Those guys introduced by Wei Yuan a few days ago were specially hired by him.

He knew that his cousin was very straight. His most annoying thing was sissy pants, so he specially found a few people on the street to show sissy spirit so as to disgust Wei Qing.

With the contrast of these terrible “sissy” guys, Yan Chuyang should be able to lighten up Wei Qing’s eyes.